Page 13 of The High Priestess

“The cab needs to take us to the harbor.” I glance down to where she’s gripping the phone tightly. “Check the messages for the name of the person we’re meeting.”

She unlocks the screen and quickly reads over all the information. “There’s a dock number where the cab can drop us off.”

“Good,” I whisper, glancing around us again.

The road is quiet, but for some reason, it makes me feel more on edge.

I reach for my gun, my fingers wrapping around the handle while my eyes keep roving over every house.

“If they catch up to us, you have to run,” I order Eleni.

“I’m not leaving you,” she argues.

I continue to glance anxiously around us as I bite out, “You will. If I’m killed, Santiago Castro will meet you at the docks and take you to a safe place.”

“No, Cassia!”

Before we can argue further about the matter, the cab pulls up ahead of us.

“Hurry,” I snap. I try to move faster and keep glancing over my shoulder.

Eleni opens the backdoor, and as she slides into the backseat, the windshield shatters, and a bullet hits the cab driver right between the eyes.

“Down, Eleni!” I shout, and miraculously, a surge of energy rushes through me as I dart forward.

I yank the dead driver out and quickly climb in behind the steering wheel. Flooring the gas, the tires squeal before the vehicle lurches forward.

My side window shatters, and it has Eleni screaming, “Oh God! Cassia! I don’t want to die.”

“You’re not dying today,” I shout while turning the steering wheel hard and willing the cab to go faster.

I won’t lose Eleni as well.

I keep checking the rearview and side mirrors, and when it doesn’t look like anyone is following us, I quickly glance over my shoulder at Eleni.

“Are you okay?”

She just nods before she bursts out in tears. “Why is this happening?”

Because Dad kept provoking the fucking Russians. If only the stubborn man had listened to me.

I don’t answer Eleni’s question but instead order, “Bring up the map so I can see where I need to go.”

Eleni leans forward between the seats, and I take the device from her. Setting it down on the console, I check the map and see we’re thirty-five minutes away from the harbor.

A lot can go wrong in thirty-five minutes.

Chapter 5

CASSIA

I try to ignore the shivering and pain in my body and keep blinking to clear my blurry vision.

Only five minutes to go. Almost there.

My eyes flick to the rearview mirrors, and when I see multiple SUVs fall in line behind me, my heart sinks.

“Get down, Eleni,” I say, my tone firm.

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